mountains tower over the valley,
yielding shadows.
heat empties the river, and
everything is dry,
and the wind roars,
rose bushes cover the hills,
this is the valley of my heart.
Posted in response to the challenge Acrostic.
mountains tower over the valley,
yielding shadows.
heat empties the river, and
everything is dry,
and the wind roars,
rose bushes cover the hills,
this is the valley of my heart.
Posted in response to the challenge Acrostic.
Summer, here at last.
Long days, sunlight,
Mosquito bites and beaver dams.
Maple creemees, flower gardens,
camping and swimming, under the summer sun.
Summertime: Long days, bright sun,
the smell of sunscreen and bug spray
and clouds of mosquitoes
while we're hiking in the trees.
And then!
The moon is waning,
slipping away into the night
much like my mind.
as I run over boulders and logs and grass and hills and trees and rivers and-
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